The following morning Anne Rose was lying on the bed naked next to her husband who was sleeping peacefully. Her pale skin was covered with hickey marks. She remembered the fervor of the lovemaking– no– sex that she had done with her husband. He had never shown his animalistic instincts until this life when she proposed divorce to him.
If he thought sex would repair the cracks in their shattered relationship, he had another thing coming.
She decided to submit the signed divorce papers in the court and then meet her father in the jail.
Her entire world was wrecked when she married Nicholas. She married him with great dreams in her eyes. But a day after their marriage, her father was arrested for having involvement with the mafia. She begged Nicholas to let her meet her father but he refused saying that his wife could never have connections with a man having been arrested for such charges.
Since she was divorcing her husband, there was no reason for her to stop visiting her father. The first thing she would do after her divorce was to finally meet her father. On the other hand, Nicholas was sound asleep when his phone rang.
"Sir, your wife is here to submit the divorce. What shall I do?" The judge asked from the court.
Nicholas sighed looking at the empty bed. Thinking of his angry wife, he said, "Take it and send her home safely."
The judge said, "Okay sir."
"Who is with her?" Nicholas asked.
The Judge answered, "She is alone."
"Where is Johnson?" Nicholas asked about the head of security whose only duty was to keep his wife safe.
The judge answered, "He is not with her."
Nicholas said, angrily, "Fuck. My wife is alone in the city. Her security is not with her."
When Nicholas was dispatching security to bring his wife back home, she was rejoicing in the freedom of singlehood.
After receiving the confirmation of divorce, Anne was on the way back. She decided to visit her father in jail. She went to see him but her father refused to see her. Hurt and broken, she burst into tears in her car. It had been four years since she saw him. How could he not bear to see her? It was inhumane of him to reject seeing her who had been trying to get a glance at him. If he didn't wish to speak to her, it was understandable. But why couldn't he let her look at him?
As she was leaving the central jail, she was driving aimlessly. Suddenly, a truck came out of nowhere and hit the car.
Anne could feel her bones getting crushed but she managed to get out of the car. Her leg was injured and there were some injuries on her head. As she was away from her car, she saw several men approaching her damaged car and pouring kerosine on it. Soon, both the car and truck were engulfed in a flame and a few minutes later, the car blasted.
Anne's heart gave up when she saw this scene. What on earth was happening? Who were these people?
"Boss, She is dead. Mafia King Nicholas' wife is no more."
Mafia King and Nicholas? Her husband? No, it can't be true. Her husband was a good man. How could he? He loved another woman but he was not a bad person.
All of a sudden, everything started hitting her. Especially the reason why he married her. Nicolas married her because her father was arrested for the crimes of the Hart family. Hatred and anger filled her heart and she wished to meet and kill that bastard but before she could do anything, someone hit her head and everything went black.
Anne didn't know after how many days or hours she woke up. Her head felt like it had been run by a truck and her entire body was sore. She could hear a familiar voice. Still, she could not make out where she was. After trying for sometime, she was able to open her eyes.
A man said with a cocky smile, "Congratulations on escaping death twice, Anne Rose Swift."
A woman who seemed to be in her forties said, "Shut up, Ronan. Don't startle her. She is just conscious"
Ronan scoffed, "Regina, it's not my fault. I almost lost my life saving her."
"Aunt Reggie?" Anne whispered as she saw her Aunt Reggie. She was not her biological aunt but her nanny who took care of her from the beginning. She was very attached to this lady from her childhood but she didn't see her after she turned fifteen.
Anne whispered, "You saved me. Thank you."
"Always such a sweet girl, "Regina murmured.
"Who are these people?" Anne questioned.
Ronan said from behind as he noticed being ignored by the sick young lady, "Hey, we saved you. Girl, you have two mafia groups wanting to kill you. What have you done?"
Regina added, "She is Jacob's daughter."
Ronan's mischievous persona changed into an angry one as he muttured, "That fucking traitor. I will kill him with my hands once I find him."
"What did my father do?" Anne questioned. She could not believe that her father was associated with the wrong people. He had always shielded his life from her. At this moment, she realised that it was not her husband alone who betrayed her but her father two. The two men who she loved more than anyone else betrayed and lied to her.
Regina answers, "You should ask him when you see him."
"Aunt Reggie…"Anne whispered, troubled, "What is happening?"
"I wish I knew, "Regina answered. "We just received the intel that you were going to be ambushed by your father's enemies. We didn't expect a second group to come and try to kill you."
Anne asked, stunned, "Why did you save me?"
Regina smiled and answered, "If I won't save you, who will, child? I have been saving you from the time you were a baby. Your safety's responsibility is with me."
"Why?" Anne could not understand it.
Regina answered with a sigh, "I wish I knew. It's my only job to save you."
Anne said, "You don't have to do that."
Regina laughed. "If I don't do that, I will be dead. You are my purpose in life, Anne."
Reggie gave her three options, "You have three options now:
1. Go back to your husband and live the same life you were living.
2. Go back and fight for your survival. Everyone wants you dead.
3. Or just die."
"Will you let me die, Auntie?"Anne questioned.
Regina cracked up and said, "I can kill Anne Rose Swift Hart."
Anne said, firmly, "Please kill her. Her life was nothing but a lie from the beginning. Free me from that burden, please."
"I will happily do that but before that I want you to meet someone. Your savior. The one who saved you today, "Regina answered her. "Today will be my last mission if I kill Anne Rose Swift Hart."
Anne looked at the door where Regina was looking and entered a man with the darkest eyes she had ever seen and heard, "Meet Nathaniel the man who brought you safe here."
"I will never forget your beneficence, Sir, "Anne said, bowing. "If there is a time when I can do something to express my gratitude, please never shy away from saying it."
Nathaniel just stared at her, silently. He turned to look at Regina, "Kill her."
It was the day when Anne Rose Swift Hart was killed and Roseanne Deluca was born. Time flew instantly and memories were slowly fading. Yet, there were times when she would wake up with tremors and nightmares. Five years were not enough to forget the twenty five years that she had lived as Anne Rose. "Rosie, the customer on table five is creating a ruckus. She is saying that she asked for an extra extra hot coffee but we served it extra extra cold. It's been thirty minutes since we served her coffee while she was busy on her phone, " Maria, the barista said to her. "She is disturbing other customers too. A few even left seeing a commotion inside. It's still morning and she is affecting our business." "Let me handle it, "Rosanne said, looking at the said lady scolding the other barista. "Bring your manager. I want to meet her. What kind of services this place has!" At the same time, the lady's phone rang. "Jackson, I told you to not call me. Can't you understand what I want…." The
At the exit of the airport. A woman dressed in a long black winter coat walked elegantly towards the exit gate. Her long legs were looking sexy as she was rocking her winter boots. Her long red hair was kept open and to make her more attractive she was wearing a beret cap. She exuded a confident and alluring aura as she walked past the crowd who couldn't help but look at her. The woman was so gorgeous with her fair skin, pale blue eyes, long beautiful and healthy red hair and freckles trailing her cheeks and nose that one couldn't help but wonder if it was stardust. It wasn't just her who was capturing all the attention, it was also the cute toddler who was holding her finger. Leon knew that his mommy was the prettiest woman in the world and it was fine with him when people stare at her because beautiful things are meant to be seen. Just like his mommy. The people were in awe of the little boy who walked as if he owned the world. The little prideful boy was too much for people's h
“We reached home,” Coco and Leon said as they entered the doors of their home. Roseanne looked at the kids and said, “Leon and Coco, go and wash up while I set the table for lunch.”“Mommy, what about cookies?” Leon asked his mother. If his mother was thinking that he forgot about his cookies then she was very wrong. He never forgot about things that he liked. He got his sweet tooth from his mother and he loved any kind of sweet dish. Among all, his mother's cafe’s cookies were his favourite.Roseanne let out a sigh, “Yes, Leon, Mommy did not forget about the cookies.”This boy! His obsession with sweets runs deeper. “Can we have it after lunch?” Leon asked quickly. Roseanne told her son, “Sure but first go wash up.”“Coco, let's wash our hands and then we will have cookies,” Leon said excitedly. Coco ran behind him after hearing this. When the kids went to wash their hands, Roseanne turned to Nathaniel and asked, “How is Regina?”The reason why Nathaniel went to the USA this time
“Nick?” Sabrina said his name with a wide smile as he entered the door. She ran to hug him. “I can't believe you are here.”When the door rang, she was hoping that it was him. She had heard from his assistant that he was coming but now that he was in front of her eyes she could not believe it. Nevertheless, she was extremely happy to see him here. Nicholas held her and said, “How can I be not here? You invited me of all people. If I won't come, who will?”His tone was full of tenderness and patience. A few days back she sent him an invitation calling him for the grand inauguration of her fashion house. She had been working on it for quite some time. He was happy to be a part of her success. Thus, he wanted to be a part of her success. Sabrina smiled widely at him. “Thank you for coming on such short notice.”His words touched her heart and she could not help but hug him again. When he did things like this for her, it became very difficult for her not to worship this man who was noth
"I personally killed all of them," Nicholas reminded her, the fear evident in his eyes sending shivers down her spine. The memory of the moment he took revenge on the man responsible for his wife's accident haunted her.At that time, Nicholas was relentless. He embarked on a ruthless killing spree to avenge his wife. The number of men he killed with his bare hands in his quest for justice was immeasurable."If you're doing this for her, I doubt she would approve," Sabrina cautioned him."You don't understand her," Nicholas retorted quickly.Sabrina responded, "I may not have known her personally, but from what you've shared, Anne Rose seemed like a compassionate woman. I don't think she would want more bloodshed in her name."Nicholas fell silent. Anne Rose remained a mystery to everyone, overlooked and taken for granted by those around her. Her kindness was underestimated, and no one predicted the day she would disappear from their eyes.“Anyways, you can't stay here for long. If the
Meanwhile, at Nathaniel's request, Roseanne was about to search for Miss Taylor's details on the phone. But just as she was about to click the search icon, a scream echoed. It was Coco, crying out in pain. Roseanne swiftly left the phone on the table and rushed to find Coco.“Ah!” Coco's cries filled the air as she painfully moved her hand. Roseanne discovered that hot soup had spilt on Coco's tender hand, causing a burn. Everyone hurried to provide first aid to the distressed little girl. Nathaniel was the first to react, picking up Coco and carrying her in his arms. Roseanne followed them to the kitchen, where Nathaniel ran cold water over his daughter's burnt hand. Roseanne had brought the first aid kit and applied ointment to soothe the injured hand.“It's okay, baby,” Nathaniel cooed to his baby girl. “Mommy is applying medicine. It will be okay soon.” Even though he could be cruel, especially towards others, when it came to his daughter, he was the most caring dad. He couldn't
“Yes, Mom?” Nicholas sighed for the uncountable time. “Can you please hang up? I have an event to attend.” “Nicholas Hart! Are you even listening to your mother?” Ellora asked him, angrily. “When will you take me seriously?”“Mother, when have I not taken you seriously?”Nicholas asked his mother while tying his necktie. “Nick, my sweet boy, why are you not thinking about marriage?” Ellora asked him with a frustrated sigh. “Your father is getting frustrated. He is looking for an heir. It is becoming hard for him to convince the elders that you will be responsible enough to have an heir soon. Do you know how important it is for you to have an heir? Your position is like that of a king. If you don't have an heir, people will start conspiring against you to push their son to your spot. Things have not been smooth for a long time. Please think about it. Accept the marriage proposal of one of the girls your father chooses.”Nicholas let out a sarcastic sigh, “Why don’t you ask Father to s
“They bought more snacks, desserts and drinks from us,” Maria told her happily. Since the orders were increasing, it would bring more profit to the Cafe. That meant their Cafe was getting famous in the city. Although their cafe was already famous in the area, it was a big deal for them to exclusively cater to a big company in the vicinity. She was just pondering if this business opportunity would bring a similar business opportunity in the near future. If it happens, in the near future, they would have to expand. Roseanne was happy to hear about it. She shared her thoughts with Maria, “What do you think about an exclusive partnership with the Fashion House? We could offer them a good deal if they collaborate with us.”Even before this, she had been thinking about this collaboration with Miss Taylor. Today's events just strengthened her resolve. She was right when she said that Miss Taylor was about to change her life. This big order today just proved her assumptions right. “What doe
“What do you want to know about her?” Carter asked, his tone measured as he observed his son’s restless demeanour. He wondered if his son recalled anything about her? As much as he knew that stubborn yet kind woman, she would not come to him again. “Who is Charlotte?” Sebastian asked directly, his voice tinged with both curiosity and apprehension.Carter leaned back in his chair, folding his hands together. “She is your wife. Or rather, she was your wife.”Sebastian frowned. “Our divorce isn’t finalized yet,” he corrected.“Great,” Carter said with a small satisfied smile.Sebastian raised an eyebrow, surprised by his father’s reaction. “Are you happy that we are still married?”“You bet I am,” Carter replied with a nonchalant shrug.Sebastian leaned forward, his confusion evident. “As much as I know you, you are an overprotective man. How on earth did you approve of a woman who married me after what was, by all accounts, a drunken mistake?”Carter chuckled, his expression softening.
“What’s up?” Sia asked, leaning casually against the doorframe. Charlotte was sitting quietly in her room, staring at nothing in particular.“I met Sebastian,” Charlotte said flatly, her voice devoid of any emotion.“Oh?” Sia raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance. “How did that go?”It was as if she was not sitting with Anne and scheming about Charlotte. Charlotte gave her a look. “Knock it off. I know you already know everything. Whatever you are thinking, it’s not going to happen. He asked me to sign the divorce papers, not to be his wife.”Sia stepped into the room, sitting across from her. “The real question is, do you want to be his wife?”Charlotte’s gaze faltered. “He doesn’t even remember me, Sia. And don’t forget—he loves Emily. Always has, always will.”“Did you ask him if Emily is still in his life?” Sia pressed, tilting her head.Charlotte shrugged. “How does it even matter?”“Coco,” Sia said, “How does it not matter? Why are you being such a coward? We both know you stil
“So, Saturday night at Apollo’s? It’s a date,” Andrew said, taking a chance with the woman of his dreams. They were standing on the porch of the café. With Charlotte’s high-heeled boots, she stood an inch taller than him.Before she could respond, a smiling hunk with his arms crossed over his chest approached and said, “No, it’s not.”Charlotte froze at the sound of the deep, husky voice that had haunted her dreams. She didn’t dare turn around. What if it was him? What would she do? And if it wasn’t him, how would she handle the crushing disappointment?Andrew frowned at the interruption and asked, “Who are you, man?”“Why don’t you ask the lady?” the stranger replied, cocking an eyebrow.Andrew turned to Charlotte. “Do you know him?”Without even glancing at the man, Charlotte said firmly, “No.”Andrew wasn’t convinced. There was an undeniable tension between them with her avoidance and his unwavering stare. It was as if an unspoken history filled the space between them.“Well,” And
“Mr. King, welcome,” Kate said with a professional smile. “My boss sent me over with the revised agreement. If everything looks good to you, we can proceed with signing the contract.”“Miss Swift certainly lives up to her name,” Sebastian remarked as he skimmed through the document.Kate chuckled softly. “Her last name is Swift for a reason,” she quipped.Sebastian let out a low, rich laugh, his grey eyes glinting with amusement.Kate felt her ears heat up as her heart started pounding unexpectedly. What’s happening to me? she wondered, trying to focus. She had a boyfriend—a perfectly nice one who might even propose soon. So why was she reacting like this to a man she had just met?“Miss Kate,” Sebastian said, pulling her attention back. “I have reviewed all the clauses. I’m ready to sign.”Kate blurted out in surprise, “So quick?”Sebastian leaned in slightly, his voice playful. “I’m quite swift even without the last name, Miss Kate.”Her cheeks flushed crimson as she realized he had
“Coco, did you reach?” Sabrina asked over the phone. She was thrilled that her daughter was on a date. She was so grateful to Sia for making it happen. Seriously, no one else would have the guts to pull what Sia did. Charlotte glanced at the café Sia had booked. It wasn’t just any café—it was Anne’s Café. Seriously, was Sia so unoriginal? Or was she planning something?“I did, Mom,” Charlotte replied. “He is here. I will call you later.”“Have fun, sweetie,” Sabrina said. “Your daddy and I are rooting for you.”Charlotte hung up and took a deep breath. She looked over at the table and saw the charming Andrew Jackson sitting there. His curly hair was his best feature, paired with a smile that could sell anything—even to the devil himself.She walked over, took a seat, and said, “Hello, Andrew. I’m Charlotte.”Andrew looked up and gasped. “Damn, it must have hurt when you fell from heaven.”Charlotte rolled her eyes. “Too cheeky and old, but I will take it. And not heaven—a demon brough
When Sebastian walked into the house, carrying the large painting, his father looked up, quite surprised.“What is this? What did you bring?” Carter asked, his voice filled with curiosity. He knew that his son had gone to meet Alessia Swift. He was surprised that the woman agreed to meet for a start-up. Both of his children had no interest in his business, and he could not do anything about it. “Alessia Swift gave me a painting,” Sebastian replied, his tone matter-of-fact.Seraphina, who had been sipping her coffee, immediately set her cup down. “Let me see it,” she said, her interest piqued.“Why are you so interested?” Carter raised an eyebrow.“Dad, Miss Swift never does anything without a reason,” Seraphina explained, her voice very excited. “I work for her. That’s how I know.”Carter shifted, his gaze lingering on his daughter. “When will you come back to join our company?”Seraphina shrugged nonchalantly. “I like working for her. She is cruel and unforgiving, but I’m learning t
“I have heard about your accident,” Sebastian continued, his tone softening. “It’s good to see you doing well.”She nodded, appreciating the sentiment. “Thank you.”He leaned in slightly, his voice laced with curiosity. “Miss Swift, isn’t an art gallery an unusual place to discuss a potential collaboration?”Sia’s eyes glinted with amusement as she responded, “Isn’t using contacts to fix a meeting with someone who is almost retired a bit unusual as well?”His lips curled into a charming smile, revealing dimples. “No, because you are almost retired, not fully.”She chuckled, genuinely amused. “You are quite charming, Mr. King.”He shot back playfully, “I wouldn’t dare flirt with you, Miss Swift, despite your dangerously captivating beauty.”Sia raised an eyebrow, teasing. “Ah, I wonder why?”He leaned closer, his expression growing more serious. “There is a certain someone with a more villainous reputation than you. When you had your accident, he flipped the country upside down. He didn
“I can’t believe you all did this to me,” Charlotte muttered, her voice laced with both annoyance and frustration.Abella glanced up from her phone and asked, "What are you wearing for tonight?"Charlotte shot her a playful glare. “You too?” she accused, raising an eyebrow.Abella walked over and wrapped her arms around Charlotte. "No, no, elder sister. I'm all team Coco. But if you need a backup plan, you know I will help you," she said with a teasing smile.Charlotte’s eyes flicked to Estelle, who sat quietly in the corner, looking slightly out of place. She couldn’t help but wonder what Estelle was doing here again.As if sensing Charlotte’s unspoken thoughts, Estelle spoke up. "Emery sent me here, saying I should bond with you all like Leon’s girlfriend or something. I don’t know what she meant."Charlotte raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong with Aunt?” she asked, her tone curious.Estelle shrugged nonchalantly. "I don’t know..."Her mother-in-law was trying to be competitive here. Sh
Later, Charlotte and Sia were alone.Sia sat on her best friend’s bed, listening as Charlotte excitedly talked about her recent exhibition—how her paintings were now displayed in a prestigious museum and the incredible response she had been receiving.“You are not listening to me, are you?” Charlotte asked, narrowing her eyes.Sia smiled absentmindedly. “I’m a little lost in thought.”“Care to share?” Charlotte prompted, intrigued.Sia grinned. “Do you remember Andrew Jackson?”“Yeah?” Charlotte’s expression shifted, a knowing look crossing her face.Sia continued, “He is in town. He started a new startup, and I invested in it. He is brilliant.”Charlotte raised an eyebrow. “That much I know…”Sia leaned forward with a mischievous smile. “Well, this morning, he contacted me. Asked how I was doing, heard your voice in the background, and got all excited. And I also know that you knew he had a massive crush on you.”Charlotte looked at her in confusion. “Where are you headed with this, S